A puppeteer standing upon his perch
Ears of sky blue, pointy wolfish in shape lerch
Holding the sticks to drive his story forward
Little did he know, his career soon to crumble
At the hands of the fur who stood behind him and mumbled,
"You cannot control me any longer, Puppet master!"
The attacker plunged a knife through his wolfish heart and left the man
Bleeding and torn apart.